Tris POV
I walk out of the experiment room and flop onto the hard bed in my room. I wince. I could kill Caleb. I miss Tobias so much, but at least I have Uriah with me. I endure the pain for him and Tobias, for the hope that we will one day see each other again. I just fear that I may die before that happen.
There is a knock on my apartment door, I groan and get up from the soft, comfortable, bed. I groggily open the door, "Hi, Uriah." He walks in and a close the door. While walking, a small involuntary cry escapes from my lips.
"What did they do to you now?" Uriah says in pure disgust. I look at him and in his dark eyes, all I see is pity.
I look away, "I don't want to talk about it." Uriah goes into the bathroom and reaches into a cabinet. We go over the same routine that Uriah gives me when he comes in. I am so happy that Caleb saved him when he was in a coma. Sadly, Caleb brought Uriah to Nita as a hostage to bring me here. They promised me that they would hurt him if I didn't come. So, I faked my death.
"Well, then let's talk about something else." Uriah says as I lift the bottom of my shirt just slightly, so Uriah can get at the cut marks. He rubs clear healing liquid on my back. I cringe at the sting.
"Like what?" I ask, concentrating on the words.
"Tobias." He says, and I immediately see Tobias's figure in front of me. It brings tears to my eyes. I see his tall, muscular figure. His dark blue eyes look at me with the tenderness that he always had, even though we fought so much. I regret it.
"No. I'm not ready." I shake my head at the thought.
"Well, then I guess you don't want to hear the news that I found out the other day, then." Uriah says. I whip my head around, ignoring the pain in my back. He has a devilish grin on his face.
"What did you hear?" I shout with the only hope I have had in a long time. I shudder at the coldness of Uriah's fingertips as they grab both of my hands.
"Tobias, Christina, and Zeke are coming to save us! I got out to them that we were alive." My heart is pounding against my chest.
"Uriah!" I hug him so tightly that neither of us can breathe. I look at him with pure amazement. "How did you do it?"
His face darkens slightly, just enough for me to notice. "It was Caleb. He didn't want to see you hurt anymore. He didn't want to be the one to hurt you."
"It's too late for that," I say defiantly.
"He knows. That is why he is going to take the punishment for it. Right after you and I are safe." Horror fills my eyes. Caleb is going to take the death serum. I have to stop him.
"We have to take him with us!"
"No! I promised him that we would get each other out safely. He wants to do this."
"I have to say goodbye. I didn't mean all that I had said to him." A tear rolls down my face.
Then another.
And another.
And many more.
Tobias POV
I can't believe that Tris is alive! I haven't thought of anyone but her in a long time. I put on black jeans and a t-shirt, ready to save her.
Why was it Caleb to tell us? My Tris would have been able to get out of there within the first three days. It has been three years. Three years since I have set eyes on my Tris. I have kept a picture of her in my wallet, in my car, and I have millions of pictures of her on a wall in my room.
I put a gun in my pocket and a knife in my boot. I hear a knock on the door. That must be Christina. I open it and she is standing there in tears, "Let's go save Tris!" she says, pumping a fist in the air as a Dauntless sign of honor